Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

Under the clear sky and bright sun, Gu Shaobai wiped off his sweat, and managed to persuade Gu Junxuan not to force him to take part in the autumn exam!

It wasn't nothing, he had to get familiar with the Gu family's business dealings as soon as possible, and after Mu Qingfeng's conspiracy on himself went bankrupt, he would definitely use other methods.

Half a year, he still has half a year left!

Hmph, Mu Qingfeng, you have Zhang Liangji, I have a wall ladder, at least, for the past six months, I will have fun with you, my lord!

Yude Restaurant, Changping Street, Beijing.

Mo Ran tapped the table lightly with her fingers, her chin was raised high, and she looked like she had made a lot of contributions, her eyes almost grew to the top of her head, "Tell me, how can you thank me?"

Gu Shaobai was leaning against the window frame, playing with a jade fracture fan in his hand, "Have you found out everything?"

Mo Ran looked at him through the slits in his eyes, and said arrogantly, "Of course!"

Gu Shaobai knocked him on the head with a fan, and said with a smile, "Then tell me what kind of thank you gift you want, as long as I can afford it."

Mo Ran was suddenly very interested, leaning over her upper body, squinting her eyes with a smile, and asked mysteriously, "Really? As long as you can afford it?"

Gu Shaobai pushed his face away, and nodded with a serious face.

"I want you..." Mo Ran also said solemnly.

Gu Shaobai was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, the man answered leisurely, "Get drunk with me..."

Gu Shaobai was frightened by his panting, and thought that this person also had a habit of breaking his sleeves and dividing his peaches!

He glared at Mo Ran, who had a triumphant smile on his face, then turned his gaze to the street, and tapped on the window lattice with his knuckles, "Yes, yes, but you don't know, I'm afraid the amount of wine I've poured in these three cups won't satisfy you. !"

At this moment, it is the time to disperse the court, and Changping Street leads directly to Zhengyang Gate.This is the only way for the ministers of the San Dynasty to return home, so whenever this time, the street will be cleaned.

The street that was still extremely lively and bustling with people just now is quiet and no one is making any noise.

After a while, the sound of cars and horses rattling from far to near, Gu Shaobai poked his head out and stretched his neck to look out.

A group of scattered people meandered here, civil servants sat in sedan chairs, and generals rode horses. Although there were many people, they were not noisy.The slight creaking of the chair poles, the jingling of the horse's hanging bells, and the sound of hooves stepping on the bluestone slabs are particularly clear on the long and quiet long street.

Walking in the front was a spacious four-wheeled carriage. Two tall black horses rode side by side. The dark red nanmu carriage was shiny with tung paint. The door of the carriage was closed tightly. A big man in black with big arms and round waist looks like a coachman and a warrior. The windows inlaid with gold and jewels are covered by a curtain of light blue crepe.

Of course Gu Shaobai could recognize that this was not ordinary crepe, but silk silk yarn produced in Zhangcheng, his hometown.Exclusively for the imperial court, it is used to make window screens, which not only shades the sun, but also does not block the light. The biggest feature of this thing is that it can be seen clearly from the inside to the outside, but nothing can be seen from the outside to the inside.

Gu Shaobai said, "Xingyun, is that Prince Yi's carriage?"

Mo Ran also looked at it, "That's right."

Gu Shaobai "hummed" through his nose, and said coldly, "This Mu Qingfeng's pomp is really big enough."

Mo Ran suddenly turned around, "Shaobai, you are so courageous, you dare to call Prince Yi by his name directly, you will die."

Gu Shaobai glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, "You go and report on me!"

Mo Ran chuckled twice, "I can't bear to...".

As they had expected, the person sitting in the carriage was none other than the only son of today's son's uncle, the 24-year-old Yi Prince Mu Qingfeng.

The warm sunshine of early spring penetrated into the carriage through the crepe gauze, without losing the slightest brilliance.Curls of green smoke wafted from the Yue Kiln brown-glazed aromatherapy burner in the corner of the carriage, and if there was any faint fragrance as the carriage bumped, it lingered at the tip of his nose.

People who have met Mu Qingfeng all say that this young prince is really handsome!With sword eyebrows and star eyes, high nose and thin lips, his face is well-defined, his facial features are cold and sharp, plus he is quite tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. Wherever he stands, he looks like a jade tree facing the wind.

It's just that this prince doesn't like to laugh very much. Except for the young emperor, he is not very close to anyone. Although he treats people with courtesy and manners, he always gives people a sense of alienation and indifference.

As a result, the ministers speculated that perhaps it was because he never formed gangs or made friends with cronies that the emperor used him so much.

Of course, Prince Yi did not win the Sacred Heart by flattery. He has real skills. Four years ago, he quelled the rebellion in the southern Xinjiang Yuemai country in one fell swoop, and led troops east to eliminate the border disasters. During this period, dozens of battles took place. No defeat.Now, the Dayin dynasty ushered in a peaceful and prosperous age of feasts and rivers, and the emperor was no longer willing to let this childhood friend continue to live on the border. Half a year ago, he was forced to transfer him back to the capital.

Hmph, the corners of Mu Qingfeng's lips twitched. Is there a 24-year-old prince who will take care of his life?

When he is not smiling, his eyes are dark and deep, like bottomless two deep pools, dark and without warmth, all emotions are suppressed in his eyes.However, when the corners of the lips are turned casually, it will stand like spring wind and rain, and the corners of the eyes and brows will melt away, which is immediately pleasing to the eye.

Therefore, he does not laugh, he is a prince, he must have majesty.

The incense mist accumulated more and more in the spacious carriage, Mu Qingfeng frowned, feeling stuffy, lifted the lid of the incense burner, picked up a cup of tea on the table and poured it in, extinguishing the Lingling Lily incense worth hundreds of gold .

Thinking of the short conversation with the emperor before going to court, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

"Afeng", in private, the emperor kept calling him by his childhood name, "The result of the 'Three Divisions Joint Trial' has been reported to Dali Temple", and he handed him a note.

Mu Qingfeng unfolded it and took a rough look, then returned his hands back without opening his mouth, knowing that the emperor still had something to say.

"Although Prince Yu committed a heinous crime, he is still my uncle and your uncle. When my father was alive, he cared about brotherly love the most. If I kill him just like that, I'm afraid that my father's soul will be disturbed in heaven..."

Mu Qingfeng lowered his eyes, covering his eyes with sadness, "Everything is up to the emperor's will."

The emperor paused, and then said, "I know that three years ago, Prince Yu and Prince Lao Yi had some grievances. Time has passed, and you, Feng, are not too persistent. I will make a decree to make your grandfather Xiao Yan the first class." How is the man?"

Mu Qingfeng knew that the emperor couldn't bear to execute Prince Yu, he was comforting himself in a disguised form, and granting the title of grandparent meant announcing to the world that the "counterfeit medicine case" back then had nothing to do with the Xiao family.

In fact, the "false medicine case" back then was indeed the work of the Xiao family without any real evidence, but after all, a noble concubine died, and the first emperor just ordered him to be imprisoned for investigation. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan was old and weak, and died of illness in prison.Then, his mother and concubine died of illness, and his father passed away. When this series of things happened, he was fighting the rebellion in southern Xinjiang. out of the battlefield.

This makes him never hate!Once the father died, the balance between the two kings was broken, and Prince Yu's family was dominant. How could he not suspect that what happened back then was planned by Prince Yu alone?

Sure enough, during the last dynasty, the emperor issued a decree to abolish Prince Yu as a commoner, exile the whole family outside the mountains, and never return for life!Xiao Yan was also granted the title of First Class Duke.

No matter how closely related the Xiao family and Prince Yi were, they were just ordinary people. A merchant was actually sealed by the emperor himself. As expected, it aroused a lot of discussion between the government and the public. The emperor and Prince Yi really became closer!

Mu Qingfeng rolled up the gauze curtain to let the sun shine in.He approached the small window, took a deep breath, and the warm spring March wind carried the fragrance of grass and trees.

After moving his legs and feet that were a little numb, he leaned his back against the wall of the carriage, and heard Zhou Ping calling outside.

"Come in".

The carriage door opened, and Zhou Ping got in with a scroll.

He presented the scroll with both hands, "My lord, please have a look."

Mu Qingfeng took it and opened it gently. On the top one was a small portrait of a young man with slender eyebrows, gentle and gentle, and the corners of his lips were turned up, forming a mischievous arc. I wonder if the artist's painting skills are too good. This young man's delicacy is vividly outlined.

"He's really a handsome character," Mu Qingfeng sneered.

When this small portrait is uncovered, it is a white statement full of characters, displaying Gu Shaobai's birth date, various hobbies, daily life, etc. in detail, one by one.

Mu Qingfeng read it twice, then folded it gently, Gu Shaobai, it's you!Don't blame me for being cruel, the Gu family started out by running a medicine hall. The "fake medicine case" was done by Prince Yu, and your Gu family's advice and suggestions were indispensable. The grandfather died in a fit of rage because he was worried about the reputation of the Xiao family.Don't you, the Gu family, have a century-old reputation, and this king wants you to be destroyed in one fell swoop!

What a tacit understanding!At this time, Gu Shaobai was doing the same thing as Mu Qingfeng.

"Xingyun, you mean that Mu Qingfeng is 24 and not married yet?" Gu Shaobai asked Mo Ran, feeling a little regretful in his heart. If he had known that he would be reborn, it would be better to die two days later, and get some more words from Zhou Ping .

"Well, I don't know why I didn't marry before. Later, he fought abroad for two years and guarded the East for a year. He didn't have the time to marry." Mo Ran scratched his head, "Last month, the queen mother wanted to point Princess Yin Lian to him. Come, but he declined."

Gu Shaobai said, "Princess Yin Lian? The daughter of King Mobei?"

Mo Ran nodded, "Shaobai, do you even know this?"

How could he not know that the Gu family had some friendship with the king of Mobei, and he had heard his second elder brother talk about this Princess Yin Lian, whose character was completely opposite to his title "Yin Lian", who had been stationed in Mobei Fengcheng with his father and brother since he was a child. It is sassy and graceful, heroic.

"Didn't she live in Fengcheng with her father and brother? Have you returned to Beijing?"

Mo Ran said, "I came back more than half a year ago. The king of Mobei has been stationed in the northern border all year round. Princess Yin Lian has reached the age of marriage. The emperor is sympathetic and took her back to the capital to find a good son-in-law for her!"

"En", Gu Shaobai nodded, "I just said that Mu Qingfeng's poems, lyrics, songs and fus are all incomprehensible, what else? How is his skill?"

Mo Ranbai rolled his eyes, "Isn't it because I don't understand it well? It's because I don't know it well. Do you think everyone is like you!"

Gu Shaobai smiled and said, "Wrong, wrong, Mu Qingfeng is not proficient just like you." He patted Mo Ran on the shoulder flatteringly, "Go on, go on."

"Kung fu, I really don't know... Some people say that he is good at kung fu, but it seems that no one has seen it with his own eyes." Mo Ran thought for a while, "I heard that when Prince Yi calmed down the chaotic moon mast, he sent King Zuo Xian Beheading He Ling with one sword." Mo Ran made a beheading motion on his neck, and said mysteriously, "It was a sword, and two heads were beheaded with one sword..."

Gu Shaobai's heart "thumped" for a moment, just now he was thinking that if it was a three-legged cat, he might as well let Fang Qingchi go out, don't want his life, just let him have a broken arm and a lame leg, and if he is unable to trouble the Gu family again, that's fine. .Forget it, this plan doesn't make sense, if it's true as the outside rumors, wouldn't it be Fang Qingchi's big baby to die!

"Also, what does he like and dislike... Where does he like to go on weekdays, and what are his special hobbies?" It's hard to blame him for being miserable. He has been with the fake Zhou Feng for half a year, but he doesn't know what he likes at all. .

"There are only a few people who can get close to him. I really can't find out what he likes, but what?" Mo Ran suddenly smiled mysteriously, "There is one thing, I don't know if it is a special hobby. ..."